Tales Of Older Men Knowing Better And Upcoming Forced Romance

Day 5 of The Andie Chronicles

GG had to remind me it was four days until Valentine’s Day, in the middle of spin class, no less.

Taylor, her boyfriend, was organising a dinner for the two of them on the night. He knew how to put on romance. 

I thought his brother did too, but it would seem Douglas had performed the best ghosting act I had ever seen. 

Here one day, gone the next. 

And apparently, he has now instructed Taylor not to say anything to GG so she wouldn’t say anything to me. He was really making sure he could make an exit without me being able to call him out on it.

I felt sorry for Taylor. 

He was in the middle of it. GG was too. 

But with Valentine’s Day coming up, I didn’t feel like this situation was going to improve. If I asked James to have dinner with me that night at Candy’s, the restaurant at the end of Lovelock Drive, I could avoid the messiness. 

That would be my plan, anyway. 

Yet, why I didn’t ask James about it today during work has me convinced I’m still holding out hope my boyfriend will materialise before then.

Hope. Now that’s an interesting concept right now for me. I don’t hope when I’m working. As I spent the whole day making sure I could secure the name of our business, Highway, I didn’t rely on hope. 

I didn’t have my fingers crossed that these processes would go to plan. Instead, I would make them happen. I couldn’t do that for my love life, though. 

I couldn’t even reach him to ask what was going on. At thirty-five, I thought I would have more power in my life than this. I thought this whole thing was for teenagers and uni students.

Didn’t we get past this bull shit dating stereotype when our knees started to make cracking sounds in the morning?

Douglas is older than me, too. Shouldn’t he know better? 

There’s another stereotype by the way. I’ve known for a long time that your age isn’t an indicator of your wisdom. Dating older guys will do that to you. You soon realise they’re often no different to the men your own age.

I hate that this situation has me sitting alone on a Friday night thinking about the men I once dated. I don’t want to go over old ground. I wanted things to progress with Douglas. 

Is that too much to ask?

If someone could get me that for my birthday week, as they’ve all dubbed it, then I would be the happiest woman alive. I’m guessing that’s too much to ask.

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You’re reading The Andie Chronicles, the 2023 romance-fiction series from the 1 Lovelock Drive (1LD) universe.

By the way, this all started when Andie turned thirty-five, and her then-boyfriend didn’t call her.

Or the day after that.

Or the day after that, too. 

Everything started to unravel when her BFFs got into bed with her ex, too… ⬇️ ⬇️ ⬇️

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